Woooo, Scrappy!
That sounds right, Jess.
Anya, the Shopkeepers of America called. They wanted me to tell you that 'please go' just got replaced with 'have a nice day.'
Xander ,'Selfless'
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jesse - Apr 24, 2013 4:13:28 pm PDT #20432 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
sarameg - Apr 24, 2013 4:22:59 pm PDT #20433 of 30001
Things crossed, Scrappy!
Motley colored kittens I don't need to see! I've got my own (though she's more defined: [link] )
Man, Devi's absence is loud and palpable. P & L greet me at the door too, but Dev & I had a routine. And she'd always yammer away about her day (me. Me! MEEEE! Trill whirr meee!) and wait for me to carry her to the food dish. For 16 years. Minus 4 months. Lokes and the Pumpk aren't as conversational (unless they want something.) I miss it.
Jesse - Apr 24, 2013 4:44:24 pm PDT #20434 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Aw, Sara, I'm sorry.
sarameg - Apr 24, 2013 4:48:18 pm PDT #20435 of 30001
Of course, now Loki is all over me in his typical fashion, crawling up my body and flopping tight against me, tucking his head into my neck in a bid for petting. He can't read, but apparently can read me.
Connie Neil - Apr 24, 2013 4:50:10 pm PDT #20436 of 30001
brillig
Fewer things are as lovely as Shadow demanding to be picked up and then slamming his head against your shoulder to demand power cuddling.
Zenkitty - Apr 24, 2013 4:57:32 pm PDT #20437 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Sorry, sara.
Juliebird - Apr 24, 2013 5:02:05 pm PDT #20438 of 30001
I am the fly who dreams of the spider
I had turned the heat down earlier this week, and woke up to Ply shoving my foot (which was poking out from the blanket) back under her chest so she could maximize the shared body heat. I felt bad but it was also spectacularly adorable. Ply can add foot-wrestling to her resume. Nunya is also more adamant about affection, so when I have a sleepy lie-in and smoosh Ply, Nunya gets confused and jealous and pokes at me until Ply ups and leaves. This time I was smooshing Nunya and reached out to at least lay a finger on Ply so she wouldn't feel left out, and she shoved at me like Nunya does (and she has never done) and gave me the most affectionate gaze, which she has also never done in her eight or nine years, all smush-faced on the blankets. My ladies.
Sometimes I borrow trouble and imagine life without my girls, and of course then cry a lot.
Connie Neil - Apr 24, 2013 5:07:37 pm PDT #20439 of 30001
brillig
Mmmm, homemade French onion soup. I love my Hubby.
sarameg - Apr 24, 2013 5:20:12 pm PDT #20440 of 30001
Sometimes I borrow troubleYeah, don't do that. (oh yeah, I have too.) Now granted, I've been basically having to face that since the new year if not longer, and while it probably eased me into monday, it was living with a constant niggling dread and sorrow. But don't borrow that until it is actually a near reality.
I won't lie, it has been a relief since monday night to not live with the impending dread of making the call. I have not had good focus on much of anything since this became my reality (just ask anyone I talk to regularly.) It made the call a little harder to make, knowing *I* was getting relieved of that dread. For an outcome I didn't want anyway. Funny, that. Which is why I had to talk it out with Dr. Berry, god love him for taking the time with me.
But now I'm where I am and bottom line is I just miss her, and I will and it'll alleventually become fond memory rather than this void with pointy sticks.
Uhg. Sorry. Apparently still getting through this.
billytea - Apr 24, 2013 5:25:48 pm PDT #20441 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I'm currently at the ANZAC Day March. We decided Ryan was old enough for it this year. He's quite keen on the marching bands, especially the one playing Waltzing Matilda. The marching group I've found most moving so far is the Turkish subgroup of the Victorian R.S.L. They were carrying a banner with this quote from Ataturk: [link] I used them to help explain to Ryan that people could fight and later become friends.
Meanwhile, Biyi was commenting on a sign carried by one of the marching bands, that included Korea in its theatres. One of the organisers let her know that there was a Korean Battalion marching a little distance away, if she and her parents would like to go and see. She replied, "We'd better not, we were the enemy in that one!"